From: hardluckwoman	Date: February 7th, 2011 02:05 am (UTC)		(Link)

Erica laughed a little, rolling her eyes as he kissed the back of her hand. "Who doesn't beat Rienzi? You guys don't stand a freaking chance up against us. Addy is really pushin us hard this year, we're ripe to take the cup and everything," she replied to him, as she returned to her side of the counter and began to crack a couple of eggs for her brownie mix. She already had the over preheating, and a greased pan set out.

"Anyway, Mal.. I don't think I've seen you around much, other than on the field. Where do you hang out?"

She more so meant with whom did he hang out. Erica liked to bide her time between all of the houses, she had friends everywhere, but she had never really taken notice of him. He was really quite fit, and a pouty face. She loved a good pouty face.

	From: thatryderboy	Date: February 7th, 2011 03:41 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Malachi grinned, glad that Erica knew he was goofin’, with the hand kissing and stuff. When she started bragging on her team and talking about how they were going to take the cup, He showed her the palm of his hand, “Pffft! Please, little girl! That smack talk don’t rattle my cage. You’re gonna have to ride your broom, not your mouth to victory!”

In a large bowl, Mal tossed the blackberries, sugar, flour, tapioca, lemon zest and a few spices. Then he began to roll out his dough for his piecrust, “I’m around, angel. I go out on my bike, I hang out with friends in their rooms, I go to parties and, if I get really bored, I drop by detention. What about you?”

This Erica chick was really cute, Malachi thought, trying to check her out while she wasn’t looking. He wondered if she knew Colby. Twice this week he had run into hot sophomore girls…was God trying to tell him something? This amused him. Yeah, the big guy was real interested in getting him laid…especially with girls two years younger than him. Why did those two years seem like five? Placing the bottom crust in his pie pan, he looked over and gave Erica a wink.

	From: hardluckwoman	Date: February 10th, 2011 05:07 am (UTC)		(Link)

Erica laughed loudly, glancing over her shoulder at him with raised eyebrows for a moment, before returning attention to mixing up her batter. She was cradling the bowl in the crook of her elbow, and mixing furiously with the other arm. "You obviously haven't watched me play closely enough. I might run my mouth, but I can back it up," she teased.

When he asked about where she hung out, she gave her best nonchalant shrug. "Same, you know, like around. I go where my whims and wants take me, that sorta thing. I'm kind of disappointed I haven't run into you sooner.. then again, I'm not really super close with any Beauregards, now that I think about it. You've gotta show me how cool you are or you'll let your house down," she commented idly, focusing on scraping the sides of her bowl as she spoke.

"I mean, I've got a best friend in Rienzi, and a best friend in Lalaurie, and some buddies in both but.. Sonnier and Beau are coming up kinda short. You gotta represent!"

	From: thatryderboy	Date: February 11th, 2011 09:26 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Malachi raised his eyebrows as well and grinned as Erica continued to swagger, “RAWWWWR!”, he growled, “I do love a woman with spunk!” he placed the pie crust in the pan and spooned in the filling, winking at Erica from over his own broad shoulder.

Crossing strips of dough over the top of the pie, dimples formed in Mal’s cheeks as he grinned, incredulous at the girl’s nerve, “Baby, not to brag, but I have some pretty big balls and I think you might just be carrying a pair that’s even bigger!”, he chuckled and shook his head, “I just meet you and you’re tellin’ me I have to prove to you how cool I am? Baby, this boy don’t roll like that. You either like me or you don’t.”

Sliding his pie in the oven, Mal chuckled, “Represent…hah…fuck that! I represent when I’m on the Quodpot field. My free time is mine and they can blo…never mind”, he figured he shouldn’t be talking like that to a sophomore girl, “…sorry.”

Leaning back against the counter, Mal crossed his arms and asked, “So, what sophomore boy is man enough to be dating you?”

	From: hardluckwoman	Date: February 14th, 2011 03:41 am (UTC)		(Link)

Erica laughed loudly, pouring the brownie batter into her pan, and grabbing up her spatula to begin smoothing it over. "I think I like you, then. I definitely think so. I mean, I'm a pretty big fan of a man with.. spunk, too."

When he questioned her about a boyfriend, the dark-haired girl quickly shook her head. "No sophomore boy," she corrected him. "No boy," she added, after a second thought. "I pretty much do my own thing. Boyfriends are kind of a drag. They get whiny, what can I say? If I wanted emotional, I'd date a girl."

Moving over to check on another bowl, where she had her pizza dough rising, she peered in at it while still speaking to Mal. "What about you? I bet you're just beating the women off with sticks, right?" she joked.

	From: thatryderboy	Date: February 15th, 2011 12:09 am (UTC)		(Link)

When Erica laughed liked she did, Malachi couldn’t help but laugh too, “That’s right! That’s right! I’m spunKEE boy!”, he chuckled, flexing his biceps. Then, pulling a serious mask over his grin, he informed her, “…and I’m glad that you like me, cause I think I kinda like you too!”

“Whiny? You’ve dated whiny boys?”, he scooted close and gave her a one-armed hug, “Poor baby…or maybe I should feel sorry for that poor Joe. I’ll bet you chewed him up and spit him out.” Suddenly, when she spoke of dating a girl, Mal scrunched his face up, “Whoa…you’ve dated a girl? Was she cute?”

Malachi’s eyebrow arched and he snickered, “Hah! You might think I’m beating them off with sticks!”, then he got a funny look on his face, “Let’s just say I do well on the party circuit.”